Heaven

When the world around has died

And all but one has cried

There will come a being

Who alone will be seeing

The world as it was always meant

 

There will be no heir to raise

Nor a single army to fight and raze

One alone shall rebuild

Without the love or help of a guild

For this will be the last sacrament

 

Where once there was growth

Here there will be but an oath

The world was bright and green and blue

And soon it will be made anew

Though Earth is locked in endless death

 

All have seen, but few believe

That one alone has yet to grieve

Then when all Sorrow has gone astray

The horrors of Death shall fade away

Life again shall take a breath

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